The Moose is getting a little tubby (he was 135lbs a couple weeks ago) so I’ve been threatening to walk him. He gets hot so easily and his skin is so fare I only want to take him out early in the morning or late at night. I’m not a morning person and we’re busy at night with martial arts, motorcycles, or other social events. Basically I have a laundry list of excuses not to walk Moose.
Last night I had to work late and missed martial arts class. The sky was overcast and threatening to rain. It was humid but much cooler than the 100+ we’ve seen for many days so I grabbed the gentle leader and Moose and I started around the block for little walk.
We only made it a few houses before the neighborhood kids started running towards us. The first one to make it to us stuck out his hand and asked if I thought Moose would remember him from a few weeks ago when I allowed him to say hello while we were in our front yard. Since there were five other kids running close behind I told him it wasn’t a good idea and we kept on walking. The Moose seemed interested in saying hello but kept walking with little resistance.
We rounded the second corner of the block and we both froze. There was another barking like crazy and the barking was getting louder. I knew it was off leash and was coming at us but I couldn’t find it. Soon it was running into the street at us. It was a little Chihuahua. It was tan with the little cute pink nose, but this little thing was pissed! I told it to stay back as it would be just one bite for my big boy. Quickly a woman was running into the street yelling to try and get the little dog under control. All the while Moose could care less. He just sat down and had his attention on something else.
I turned around to make sure the Chihuahua wasn’t going to nip my ankles and Moose was attacked from the other side by a little girl I would guess is four years old. She ran to Moose with arms spread wide and gave him a huge hug. The whole time her mother was screaming like crazy and her dad was at full sprint from the side of the house. The Moose kind of pulled his head up away from her but allowed her to hug and pet on him with no real complaints. The little girl continued to hug on his neck, and then around his belly, and while her dad was admiring the moose the little girl stuck her head under the moose curiously. It was kind of comical. Everyone gave Moose some love and we continued on our walk.
We made another lap with no interruptions and headed back home for some nice A/C and a big bowl of water. It was a true test for the moose to be surrounded by a little girl, her mother and father, and their faithful little guard dog. He was very gentle and behaved very well. He got some peanuts when we got home as a special treat so he was very happy.
Until next time, Moose kisses!
Last night I had to work late and missed martial arts class. The sky was overcast and threatening to rain. It was humid but much cooler than the 100+ we’ve seen for many days so I grabbed the gentle leader and Moose and I started around the block for little walk.
We only made it a few houses before the neighborhood kids started running towards us. The first one to make it to us stuck out his hand and asked if I thought Moose would remember him from a few weeks ago when I allowed him to say hello while we were in our front yard. Since there were five other kids running close behind I told him it wasn’t a good idea and we kept on walking. The Moose seemed interested in saying hello but kept walking with little resistance.
We rounded the second corner of the block and we both froze. There was another barking like crazy and the barking was getting louder. I knew it was off leash and was coming at us but I couldn’t find it. Soon it was running into the street at us. It was a little Chihuahua. It was tan with the little cute pink nose, but this little thing was pissed! I told it to stay back as it would be just one bite for my big boy. Quickly a woman was running into the street yelling to try and get the little dog under control. All the while Moose could care less. He just sat down and had his attention on something else.
I turned around to make sure the Chihuahua wasn’t going to nip my ankles and Moose was attacked from the other side by a little girl I would guess is four years old. She ran to Moose with arms spread wide and gave him a huge hug. The whole time her mother was screaming like crazy and her dad was at full sprint from the side of the house. The Moose kind of pulled his head up away from her but allowed her to hug and pet on him with no real complaints. The little girl continued to hug on his neck, and then around his belly, and while her dad was admiring the moose the little girl stuck her head under the moose curiously. It was kind of comical. Everyone gave Moose some love and we continued on our walk.
We made another lap with no interruptions and headed back home for some nice A/C and a big bowl of water. It was a true test for the moose to be surrounded by a little girl, her mother and father, and their faithful little guard dog. He was very gentle and behaved very well. He got some peanuts when we got home as a special treat so he was very happy.
Until next time, Moose kisses!
3 comments:
Wow fabulous pictures! How come I was calling him Dozer? Wow! Thank you for the response. You and my husband think a lot alike. She is more his baby than mine if you know what I mean. I would never leave her for too long, but hate feeling trapped here. You can guess who wants her fed three times a day as well. I heard of boerboels eating off door frames and floor boards, but didn't think Africa was capable. Perhaps if I left her without company she would. In August some friends with dogs are moving down and perhaps we can trade dog sitting with them. In the meantime it was a nice thought eh? Way to go Moose!
Since I don't know what it is like to have a Boerboel live longer than puppyhood is Dozer now just a chill dog that pretty much sleeps all day? I will say that Africa is perfect for me. She pretty much sleeps all day and doesn't try things with me like she does with her buddy (my husband). I am wondering about this though: my husband comes home and plays on the ground with her then she gets excited and starts to bark. He instantly turns over or ignores her with the idea that yelling at her would be giving her attention and increase the barking. That theory doesn't seem to be working. She just barks and barks no matter what. Is this a puppy thing do you think? Or are we laying the foundation for an ill-behaved puppy. I'll be honest, she has started that with me before and I smacked her, which to my husband seems to be giving her attention still, plus he doesn't like me smacking her. The breeder says this large breed needs it. What is your opinion? I will leave you alone for a while after this.
Awwwwwwwww. Moose is adorable!
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